Scooby-Doo! Moon Monster Madness Page #7

[ALL YELLING]

MAN:

Ms. Lucas, Ms. Lucas?

[SOBBING] And it was this terrible alien

that destroyed the station and my friends.

Space is no place for the average person,

it's for trained astronauts like me.

FRED:

That's a great story...

if it were true.

And just to be certain you never leave...

I've planted thermal charges like

this one throughout the complex.

You can't put a price

on this sort of fame.

Besides, returning as a hero will bring me

all the money I could ever want.

[ALL GASP]

[CAMERAS CLICKING]

She was the alien. A fake alien.

Sly was right,

space travel is for everyone.

Sure it takes training, but maybe

it all starts with an adventurous spirit...

an imaginative mind, a brave heart,

and good old-fashioned-

- Money. Tons of the stuff.

- Sly, please.

- Sorry.

- And good old-fashioned curiosity.

Who knows what's out there,

but isn't that the very reason ta go?

[ALL CHEERING]

[BOOING AND CHEERING]

Like, dude,

it was real swell meeting you, U-Boat.

- Yeah, yeah. Swell.

- Shaggy, Scooby, it was a real blast.

Came here.

[BOTH GRUNTING]

Velma, I'm sorry.

I should have seen that Shannon

wasn't really a true friend...

and that you were always

my best friend.

Aw. Thanks, Daphne. Maybe you and...

WOMAN 1:

Tell us about your trip, Daphne.

WOMAN 2:
How do you keep your hair looking

so good in zero gravity?

MAN:
Over here.

I need some shuts of the hair.

My hair? There are far more important

things to talk about than hair.

Like friendship and support.

New, that's worth a story.

[REPORTERS CHATTERING]

Sc I guess

there are no aliens after all.

Oh, I wouldn't say that, Ridley.

Space is tan big,

who knows what's out there.

RIDLEY:

You must have been lonely up there.

No less lonely than someone who believes

in something when nobody else does.

[EXPLOSIONS]

Uh, it lacks like your ship is ruined.

Yes, but it wouldn't take me long to

have her back in shape, and maybe...

if, uh, somebody were to came with me,

I wouldn't mind going back up there.

See what we might find.

You mean, a copacetic prime directive

involving a dual-core system drive...

with a high probability of some

elementary binary codex and interface time?

I couldn't have said it better myself.

FRED:
Easy. Just let the clutch out easy.

- Jeepers, I'm trying, Fred.

- Something must be wrong with the pedal.

- Okay, calm down.

- I am calm.

- Daph, why don't you try...?

Velma, why don't you try not

being a back-seat driver?

I flew a spaceship for goodness sake.

I think I can handle the Mystery Machine.

Okay, okay. Just trying to help.

FRED:

Ga ahead.

Easy, easy, easy...

[ALL SCREAMING]

SCOOBY:

Scooby-Dooby-Doo!

[SCOOBY WHIMPERING]

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